We encounter each other in words, words
spiny or smooth, whispered or declaimed,
words to consider, reconsider.
--Elizabeth Alexander

Sunday, May 24, 2009

It is Finished

On this dayI took back my lifeFrom the shackles Of past mistakesThat held me fastBinding me to choicesI regret - I loosed my holdOn stories that ended badlyOn hearts and souls That were not mineThat did not belong to meOn illusions that cloudedMy hopes and dreams

I reclaimed my soulAnd the freedom to give it away Again to the One who redeemed itWho made redemption possibleWho doesn't just forgiveBut separates wrong from rightAnd looses dreams againDreams that will comeHope that is rebornJoy that wells up again

I was set freeFor freedom's sake And for Love Both the Love already hereAnd the Love on its way to meAcross time and spaceLove ordained to be mineLove authorized and life-givingTaking hold of the futureI called it into the presentI let go of the pastAnd its hold on me was brokenWritten down on slips of paperBurned into ashesAnd washed away